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I have described before Kodi hugs. Kodiak stops whatever he is doing, comes running across the room, slams his head into your chest, wraps his front legs around you, and squeezes. After a few seconds, he releases and runs back off to play. It is very sweet.
Today, he added a twist. I was squatting down on the ground and he came running up and collided into my chest. I fell over backwards back on my butt. Kodi then climbed into my “lap” and curled up, looked up at me, and grinned. I guess he wanted a lap to sit in.
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Wings of Doom
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A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.